To whom it may concern.
I haven't been writing for quite some time now. The last post, the things about the effects of terrorism, is being posted just because I saw that there are no other postings in the month of April. So, I posted that article, the one I did previously for a good friend of mine, well, just because. I'm kind of proud of that one.
I've been admitted into the training group set up by my lecturer for F2 paper in ACCA. I'm proud of that. I am. After 5 years in Mechanical Engineering, this is the only time where I felt that I am achieving something in my studies, that I am actually going somewhere. Inside the group, we, me and my three groupmates, are being blasted with tonnes of questions, to be completed and presented in the end of the week. The questions are far beyond the expectations of the ones inthe actual F2 exams. It's far more harder, trickier, and need to be presented in an essay form, not the usual Multiple Choice Question (MCQ). It's a good exercise; practicing on a far more harder question, before attempting on the real thing. But it is damn hard, and really time consuming. My sister is getting married in 1 month time, so all the preparations will have to be completed prior to that date. The group's discussion is on at least twice a week, classes are now twice a week, revision classes are getting nearer and clashes with my sister's wedding, and exam is just around the corner. I needed composure to get through this month-of-hell.
My workload is getting heavier. It's predicted. During the final month of study, students will now realize that there are assignments to be done, reports to be completed, thesis to be submitted. And they all turns to me now. But the workload is so overwhelming, I have to decline almost half of the clients. I am truly sorry about that. But there is nothing I can do. There are priorities. I am abide to them.
I am getting less and less exercise nowadays. No more futsal on Tuesday, my team is no longer playing frequently on weekends, and I am no longer jogging around my neighbourhood every morning. I have been eating a lot too, with no regards of its content and nutritional value. And no particular regards to my skin condition. I am itching like hell right now. Shit.
Football? Man Utd still got the chance. If they don't win it, it's expected. Simple as that.
But really, does anyone really cares for this shit?
Thank you if you do.
Signing off.
I haven't been writing for quite some time now. The last post, the things about the effects of terrorism, is being posted just because I saw that there are no other postings in the month of April. So, I posted that article, the one I did previously for a good friend of mine, well, just because. I'm kind of proud of that one.
I've been admitted into the training group set up by my lecturer for F2 paper in ACCA. I'm proud of that. I am. After 5 years in Mechanical Engineering, this is the only time where I felt that I am achieving something in my studies, that I am actually going somewhere. Inside the group, we, me and my three groupmates, are being blasted with tonnes of questions, to be completed and presented in the end of the week. The questions are far beyond the expectations of the ones inthe actual F2 exams. It's far more harder, trickier, and need to be presented in an essay form, not the usual Multiple Choice Question (MCQ). It's a good exercise; practicing on a far more harder question, before attempting on the real thing. But it is damn hard, and really time consuming. My sister is getting married in 1 month time, so all the preparations will have to be completed prior to that date. The group's discussion is on at least twice a week, classes are now twice a week, revision classes are getting nearer and clashes with my sister's wedding, and exam is just around the corner. I needed composure to get through this month-of-hell.
My workload is getting heavier. It's predicted. During the final month of study, students will now realize that there are assignments to be done, reports to be completed, thesis to be submitted. And they all turns to me now. But the workload is so overwhelming, I have to decline almost half of the clients. I am truly sorry about that. But there is nothing I can do. There are priorities. I am abide to them.
I am getting less and less exercise nowadays. No more futsal on Tuesday, my team is no longer playing frequently on weekends, and I am no longer jogging around my neighbourhood every morning. I have been eating a lot too, with no regards of its content and nutritional value. And no particular regards to my skin condition. I am itching like hell right now. Shit.
Football? Man Utd still got the chance. If they don't win it, it's expected. Simple as that.
But really, does anyone really cares for this shit?
Thank you if you do.
Signing off.
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